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This month I was in Wisconsin to celebrate two wonderful occasions – the 2nd birthday of my first nephew, and the birth of my second nephew. Seeing these guys is such a treat, and I enjoy every moment of it. The trip was pretty low-key with most waking hours spent hanging out at my sister’s house with the kids. Even though we didn’t leave the house much (we didn’t even fit in our traditional trip to Costco!), I still had a really good time.
I got to meet baby Chase. The little stinker came a few days early, so I didn’t get to be there when he was born, but it was nice that by the time I got there, he and my sister were home from the hospital. His main mission in life is eating, sleeping, and soiling his diaper. But hey, what else can you do when you’re only a few days old?
Cole, on the other hand, always has a little more energy every time I see him. He’s speaking in full more-than-two-or-three-word sentences, and his attention span is growing. One thing that hasn’t changed since the last time I saw him is his love of cars and trucks.
Trucks may have been the main attraction, but they weren’t the only event. Since Cole lives close to his Grandpa and Great Grandpa, he gets to spend lots of time with them too.
And, there was snuggling with mommy after naps, playing with Uncle Jake at the playground, and running through the hose.
It wasn’t all fun and games though. There are worthy causes for tears and tantrums. Like when you stop at Grandpa’s house on a walk, but there is no time to go inside to play with Grandpa’s trains.
Or when a bunch of people sit you alone at one end of the table and then stand at the other end of the table and start singing at you.
And there were also of course some pretty cool big-brother-little-brother moments. Like this one.
It went something like this:
Cole, can you give your brother a kiss?
(Cole’s version of a kiss is touching foreheads.)
Cole, do you want to hold the baby?
Then you have to sit down.
Uh oh! Chase lost his pass! (pacifier)
And moments later, he has had enough of his little brother, and he’s off to play with his cars.
A bigger family calls for a bigger stroller. I didn’t even know they made these kinds of things. Genius! It handles more like a mini van than a car…but come to think of it, I’d imagine the mini van isn’t far from coming.
Luckily, playing hard means resting hard, and both kids were good nappers, which is good because it gave me a chance to rest too!
It was sad to leave, but this departure was a bit easier as I had two people in tow – my cousin and my brother who has never been off the North American continent. Let the shenanigans commence!